esh dawned. There was no life here. That was simple, no thriving population, no signs of past living. The darkness had overcome any sense of purity, consumed all hopes of cleanliness and had wiped o

allowed everything. Darkness destroyed everything she knew. Everyt

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of her room. She immediately turned on the light making her way to the bathroom of her small h

ed she made her way towards her walk-in closet and came out after a while in some sports bra and shorts. She had already put her hair up in a messy bun and now she was standing in front of her punching bag letting out all the anger frustration out. Before half an hour the punching bag

sand dunes at dawn, as pretty as the lightest of wood carried ashore upon windswept waves. Amid the light she sees the beams as if they wave with the undulating pleats, yet in truth they are strong and true, giving

ashed her hair cleaned herself properly and got out of the shower wrapping a fluffy towel around her naked form while drying her hair with another one. She blow dried her hair and went into her closet coming out soon wearing a black a

th a black choker. She put her long red hair in a messy bun, took her clutch and went out of her house. Sh

the fullest without any worries, loved and helped people even if they weren't from their territory like wolfs, vampire and witches who would kil

didn't wish to stop here because the moment she took a turn into this road her nose was hit by strong smells of wolfs and lycans. She parked her car in front of a cafe and masked her scent, now she smells like nothing, the supernaturals will think her to be human but the mom

nnamon with a hint of freshly mowed grass and the scent of soil after rain. She was feeling dizzy how powerful that scent hit her and engulfed her. She seemed to not get enough of it when cafes door opened and the owner of the scent came in, he was the most gorgeous man she had ever land her eyes on. He had brown hair and striking blue eyes with a gorgeous smile planted on his exquisite lips. He was well built, his ripped muscles were hiding under his black tee. Her beast was howling and pushing her to go to their mate. Her eyes were still fixed on him, the word mate was about to leave her lips when a woman with blood hair wearing extremely tight and short red dress linke

east wanted to run to their mate and tear that woman in pieces. But she was trying her best to not lose control of her beast. Her bea

l ever love us we are a weapon that everyone wants to have. And didn't you see he already has a

landing on her paws gracefully and takes off with the wind. Her beast is loving the feeling of wind brushing through her fur, the satisfying crunch of dried leaves under her paw. It is to the forest, for serenity that flows as cool river waters. There is something about the sparkle upon the blue, a melody without a rhythm, music without sound. Above wave the great arms, clothed in the greens of every palate

heard to whisper its wisdom, on stormy days it is lost to all but those who listen closely. The river always talks, always speaks the wisdom of the water to anyone who treasures its musical words. Even on the rainiest of days it can heard beneath the splashes, a sacred melody, always moving, always present. The river has a strength that is reflected in the trees. It flows on with confidence, taking the form of

ays of the day kiss the heathland, when the greens and purples melt into grey under the moonlight, that's when the warren empties. Dusk comes with a promise of moonlight, to the time of reflection upon the day

woman he had with him? Would he love her? Love! She only heard that word never felt it. Care! That's a luxury that she can never have. She shakes away all these thoughts that crawled into her head. She doesn't remember much about her mother and father but she knows that they had unconditional love for each other. She remembers how her mother told her about mates! How she would find her mate someday and he would love her unconditionally, how he would care for her, how they are born for each other and would die for each other. She

ome black long sleeve and neck tee with leather gloves weaponized with hidden silver blades. Black combat pants, combat boots and a hooded black jacket.

nically it is not cheating as he doesn't know he has a mate but still. Her beast went extremely quiet, quieter than before, her beast was depressed, upset heartbroken from being away from her mate and the consistent c

beautiful black reflecting all the far away stars in the sky. The wind is refreshing cold and inhales a good amount of fresh air putting down her neck sleeve and hood. She takes of her jacket, boots and her gloves and her waist belt. She feels light getting out of all burdens, burdens that's what

starts spreading further. She let's out a whimper, she tries to use her magic but nothing seems to work. Their mate has someone else in his bed with him! She felt the pain of cheating before but this time it was much more painful than before. That's when it hit her! Her